Sometimes It Stings…

Teaching my children at home is never something that I thought I would do, and now I can’t imagine my life any other way. I love the time we spend together each day, even though so many times it’s hard. Especially when they were all small…I had four little ones, most times two were in diapers at the same time. Life consisted of sippy cups, pacifiers, diapers, strollers, and all that good stuff. The sleep deprivation was unbearable at times, the crying and the messes were constant. It seemed that was my forever, and many times I wished it away.

Don’t wish it away mama. I now stare at my children during the day and realize it is all going so fast. Too fast. There’s a handful of summers left before my oldest will be a woman. It stings. It’s bittersweet.

Today I took this photo and said these are the things I want ingrained in my mind forever:

My fear is one day I will no longer suffer from sleep deprivation, but from mommy deprivation- those littles will be grown and gone, and I will miss it. One day instead of waking to hear “mommy” during the night, I will awaken only to realize that “mommy” I thought I heard,  was just a whisper in my dreams…a memory fading in the background.

It stings.

I am so incredibly grateful for the gift of homeschool. It means an extra blessing and an extra heaping amount of time spent together. The bonds we have formed, the relationships we have made, are so much stronger because of it. I am so thankful for homeschool. And I want them to remember…remember the good stuff.

What are you thankful for that homeschooling has given you?

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